"What are you going to do next?" As he spoke, Qi Tianhong had already brought the entire cauldron off the stove...... The update is so fast.

"Pour them all into the basin!" Mu Qingyang picked up the long spoon and commanded Qi Tianhong in a similar manner.

"It's a bowl! The corners of Qi Tianhong's mouth playfully owed back, and his tone rose, and his voice was soft.

"However, the egg wash in this bowl is still raw!" Qi Tianhong suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurriedly stopped the movements in his hand.

"What are you grinding! It's almost poured!" Mu Qingyang urged, stirring the egg wash in the big bowl with a long spoon as he spoke.

"......" Qi Tianhong's thin 'lips' curled slightly, and he didn't make a sound, but just moved according to Mu Qingyang's "order".

As the hot rice porridge was slowly poured into the big bowl, the golden 'colored' egg liquid slowly floated onto the surface of the rice porridge like a cloud, Mu Qingyang watched from the side, and gently stirred it with a long spoon at the right time.

The bright red 'meat', the green vegetable leaves and the golden egg 'flower', a big bowl of rice porridge is full of color and 'color', which is quite eye-catching and beautiful.

Then, Mu Qingyang put some salt in the big bowl, tasted a little after stirring well, and nodded very satisfied, this time the fruits of labor were still well completed in her opinion.

She took a small bowl and handed it to Qi Tianhong.

"Taste it. Mu Qingyang looked at Qi Tianhong with almost bright eyes.

"Qingqing, what is this called?" he was already interested in her peculiar cooking method, and there was no reason for them to add something to the white porridge. It has always been porridge is porridge, and vegetables are vegetables, and the two are distinct!

But I have to say that the appearance of this porridge is really good.

As he spoke, he had already taken a sip into his mouth, and a warm current flowed down his throat.

"Is it delicious?" Mu Qingyang's eyes widened, looking at Qi Tianhong's rolling Adam's apple expectantly.

Qi Tianhong raised the corners of his eyebrows, and suddenly felt embarrassed, let him evaluate the taste of the food? But just in the next second, Qi Tianhong heard his own voice.

"Well, it's delicious. It's just that when he saw Mu Qingyang's eyes bent and a satisfied look, Qi Tianhong's heart tightened, and then an inexplicable sense of loss rose spontaneously, at this moment, he actually wanted to taste the taste of this porridge cooked by Mu Qingyang himself!

How nice it would be if that were the case.

He had never cared so much about losing his sense of taste as he did today, and he had never been so eager for the taste of food!

On weekdays, as long as it is good for his health, he will eat a little more, otherwise he will not even touch it.

But now, in addition to the rice porridge in front of him, Qi Tianhong has a strong 'desire' for knowledge. What kind of feeling is that "spicy", looking at Mu Qingyang in front of him, he had a feeling of chagrin for the first time, annoyed that he had no sense of taste......

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu ......" Seeing that Qi Tianhong was distracted, Mu Qingyang called out in a low voice.

"Ahh Qi Tianhong came back to his senses, hurriedly responded, and gently put the porridge bowl that had been drunk on the table.

Seeing that there is vegetable porridge and cow 'milk' now, it should be regarded as a nutritious and nutritious breakfast, but Mu Qingyang's head is biased, Qi Tianle and Mu Yuelun's attitude towards cow 'milk' really makes her dare not compliment, but they just avoid nutritious things.

Suddenly, Mu Qingyang's gaze was fixed on the steaming drawer hanging on the wall. A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and suddenly there was a light in front of her!

"Little Wu, brush the pot, boil the water, and put on the steamer......" Mu Qingyang said as he reached out and took out a few more 'chicken' eggs in the basket. f